Emperor Yutianwu

Shua!

In the 73rd City Lord's Mansion, the whole place was silent.

When he looked again, Moro's body had been torn apart.

A wisp of residual soul flew out.

"Yang Xiao!"

Moro was shocked and wanted to roar, but when he was about to speak, the second sword had already stabbed at him.

Boom!

A road collapsed in the City Lord's Mansion.

Let everyone see clearly.

Many people's eyes changed slightly.

"He died so soon?"

A Seventh Realm.

The election has not started yet.

In an instant, many people's eyes changed when they looked at Chu Yan.

Chu Yan killed Moro, said nothing, turned around and silently returned to the 9th City, and once again quietly returned to the position of the 9th City Lord

As if he was not the one who killed people just now.

However, the rest of the people in the City Lord's Mansion could no longer remain calm.

The first general, and the current lord of the 28th City, all showed fiery eyes at this moment.

Su Qingqing wanted to rush over.

At this time, she was pulled by Su Tianxing.

"Dad!"

Su Qingqing frowned.

Su Tianxing's face became more and more serious, and he said in a low voice: "Girl, don't go. The more he is like this, the more dangerous it will be for him this time."

In Su Tianxing's view, Chu Yan is too strong and too high-profile, but it is precisely because of this that Qingshan will not let him go.

If it were a million years ago, he would definitely go without hesitation, but now he has a hidden disease, and after this election, he can't even keep his position as the city lord.

He just hopes that Su Qingqing can be safe.

But it is obvious that he doesn't think Chu Yan has the strength to compete with Qingshan.

Qingshan...

has surpassed the concept of ordinary red clothes.

This one, although now the third red clothes, in fact, everyone knows that his fighting power is probably more than that.

Buzz!

At this time, someone else came to the city lord's mansion.

Two figures came in with laughter.

These two people, no matter who they are, have extraordinary temperament.

Many city lords stood up and showed a touch of respect to the two people.

"Sir, these two are the first red-clothed man: Tianlang, and the second red-clothed man: Lin Yu." The first general transmitted the message.

Chu Yan nodded. In fact, he had guessed it in his heart since the two men entered.

Not because of anything else.

The strength of these two men is at the peak of the Seven Realms.

"You are welcome." The two big red-clothed men chuckled and walked straight to the two city lord seats in the center.

There was not much arrogance.

It was just because the two of them always understood that although they were currently ranked higher, they were no longer the protagonists today.

Buzz!

At this time, someone came to the 73rd city again.

A young man in a Taoist robe.

As soon as this person entered, the whole audience was silent.

Even the first and second red-clothed men stood up at the same time, with a hint of envy in their eyes.

"Greetings to the blue-shirted and red-clothed man!" Someone spoke first.

"Greetings to the blue-shirted and red-clothed man!"

Then, the whole audience was filled with neat voices.

It seemed that everything today was prepared for him.

But at this moment, everyone was standing, but there was one person who had been sitting on the chair, with no intention of getting up.

"How dare you!"

At this moment, someone suddenly shouted.

The person who spoke was the first red-clothed man, Tianlang.

Chu Yan turned and looked at Tianlang, and said indifferently: "What does Tianlang mean by red-clothed man? How dare I be so presumptuous?"

Tianlang red-clothed man sneered: "Didn't you see that all of us stood up to greet you, but you were still sitting there?"

Chu Yan smiled: "Do red-clothed men need to stand up to greet you?"

Tianlang was stunned. Normally, there is no such rule.

But now everyone knows that Qingshan will enter the Eight Realms, and he may become a bishop after this time.

The identity is naturally different.

Chu Yan said indifferently: "On the contrary, you, as the first red-clothed man, stood up to greet the third red-clothed man, with a face full of flattery, which is shameful. If you want to be a slut, don't drag others into it."

Bang!

The faces of everyone in the audience changed.

"Are you crazy?"

That was the first red-clothed man.

Although, there is no news that Tianlang is going to break through the Eight Realms, and the chance is not great.

It is said that because Tianlang has been trapped in the Seven Realms for too long, he has already reached the shackles, and his talent can only be the Seven Realms, but in the Seven Realms, he can be said to be invincible.

If it were not for the blue shirt, Tianlang would be a legend among the 72 red clothes.

It is said that as early as 30 million years ago, when the Divine Religion was just established, Tianlang was the first red clothes.

For millions of years, the ranking of red clothes has been fluctuating, and even the second red clothes has changed countless times, but Tianlang's position has never changed.

He seems to be the synonym of red clothes, and he has always been the first.

In the past 30 million years, there have also been red clothes who broke through the Eight Realms and became bishops, but they all started from the second and third red clothes.

No one touches the first place in the red clothes stage.

Tianlang's eyes turned cold, and he suddenly smiled: "I heard that you attacked the 9th city and killed Lin Hai to take this position. I think you are not only coveting the 9th city, but also looking down on me, the No. 1 red-clothed man?"

"I'll ask you again, do you stand or not?"

The next moment, Tianlang released his aura.

Buzz!

The entire 73rd City Lord's Mansion was shaking.

"So strong."

All those present were at the Seventh Realm level.

But when Tianlang released his aura, many people still felt oppressed.

Especially some red-clothed men who ranked lower, they couldn't help but step back a few steps.

Chu Yan looked at Tian Lang, still sitting there.

"Looking for death!"

Tian Lang snorted coldly. He was able to hold the position of the first red-clothed man because he had sent countless red-clothed men to become bishops over the years.

Many of the 36 bishops were sent by him personally, and he knew very well how to judge the situation.

Now, Qing Shan is expected to become a bishop, so he is naturally a good candidate for him.

Swish!

Tian Lang moved, a long knife appeared in his hand, and he instantly killed Chu Yan.

Chu Yan had been sitting there until Tian Lang came to him, and then his figure flashed and soared into the air.

Everyone in the City Lord's Mansion became nervous.

Today's election had too many changes.

At the beginning, Chu Yan killed Moro forcefully.

Now he is competing with the first red-clothed man again.

Many people looked at him and shook their heads secretly.

Tian Lang's position has been too long, and no one has ever questioned it. Even some people in the Divine Religion believe that Tian Lang's position as the first red-clothed man is eternal.

Unless he becomes a bishop, no one can shake it.

On the other hand, Chu Yan.

This guy has also become famous in the Divine Religion recently.

Since he returned, he has taken three cities in a row, including Lin Hai who is in the top ten, but it is still doubtful that he can really beat the first red-clothed man.

"Looking for death!" Qingshan sneered at this.

A subordinate beside Qingshan said: "Sir, is the first red-clothed man really that strong?"

Qingshan nodded: "Very strong."

"What about you, sir? Should you be able to win?" The subordinate asked. In his opinion, Qingshan will become the bishop this time, which is a foregone conclusion. There is no problem for the bishop to beat the red-clothed man.

Unexpectedly, Qingshan shook his head and said, "I can't win."

"What?" The subordinate was puzzled: "Sir, aren't you going to be promoted to bishop?"

Qingshan could not deny it: "I can become a bishop because I am about to enter the Eighth Realm, but it does not mean that I can beat Tianlang in the Seventh Realm."

After that, Qingshan said, "Do you know why many red-clothed people have been promoted to bishops in recent years, but before the promotion, no one is willing to challenge the position of the first red-clothed person?"

"Because they give face to Tianlang Red-clothed?" The subordinate said.

He had always believed that those red-clothed people who could become bishops did not challenge Tianlang just to save face for him.

After all, he is an old-fashioned red-clothed person.

"Face?" Qingshan sneered: "You think too much."

The subordinate was stunned: "Isn't it?"

"Of course not, if it is possible, who doesn't want to be promoted to bishop as the first red-clothed person?" Qingshan said with a smile.

The subordinate was puzzled: "Why is that?"

Qingshan sighed: "Because in the Seven Realms, no one can beat Tianlang."

He may have a chance to be promoted to bishop and break through the Eight Realms.

But before that, he definitely had no chance to beat Tianlang.

"Tianlang is the ceiling of the Seven Realms." Qingshan sighed.

When he said this, he was a little helpless.

You know, not long ago, when he noticed that he had signs of promotion, he personally went to the First City of Divine Mark.

That time, he went to challenge Tianlang, thinking that he could be promoted to bishop as the first person in the Seven Realms.

It's a pity...that battle, he failed.

A miserable defeat!

Both of them were in the Seven Realms at the time. Logically speaking, Qingshan should be a little stronger, after all, he was the one who had explored the threshold of the Eight Realms.

But in the hands of Tianlang, he didn't even go through 10 moves.

At that time, Tianlang gave him the feeling that unless he was promoted to the Eight Realms, Tianlang would be a mountain that the Seven Realms could never cross.

Of course, he didn't care, because he would soon break through the Eight Realms and become a bishop.

This was something Tianlang could never cross.

He still had a way to go.

Tianlang... had no way.

At this time.

Tianlang and Chu Yan both entered the air.

Swish!

In the City Lord's Mansion, it seemed as if some mechanism was activated.

A space battlefield like a mustard seed containing a Sumeru appeared in the air.

The election battle was inevitable, so it was normal for all the battle platforms to exist.

As soon as Tianlang entered the battlefield, he sneered: "30 million years, I have forgotten how long it has been since anyone dared to provoke me."

"That's because you haven't met me before." Chu Yan said lightly.

"Really? Today I will teach you a lesson." Tianlang sneered, with endless confidence. He had never been defeated in the Seven Realms.

"Kill!"

Tianlang shouted coldly, waved his hand, and the sky shook instantly, and the entire battlefield was shrouded in a dark shadow.

The eyes of the people watching outside were all the same, as if the sky had suddenly turned dark, and Tianlang stood in the middle like the overlord who dominated the darkness, extremely terrifying.

Too strong!

Many red-clothed people sighed, they were both in the Seventh Realm, but the gap was simply not ordinary.

At one time, many people looked at Chu Yan, revealing a touch of sympathy.

"Dad!" Su Qingqing said nervously.

Su Tianxing shook his head: "I am not as good as him, and it is impossible for me to influence anything. Qingqing, promise Dad, forget it, there is no chance."

"How could this happen..." Su Qingqing felt heartbroken, but Tianlang gave people a terrible feeling.

Release the darkness.

Tianlang sneered at Chu Yan: "You don't understand the gap between you and me at all."

"Kill!"

In an instant, Tianlang moved, his figure was like a phantom, as if he had merged with the darkness, and then quickly slashed towards Chu Yan.

At that moment, it didn't feel like two people were fighting.

Instead, Chu Yan was alone, facing the entire world.